Hi everyone. I was an usher for the production of Annie at my local theatre company again tonight, and it was just as wonderful as the first time! Grace and Oliver danced so sweetly together, and there was even a kiss at the end! *Faint!*

A wonderful telling of the story. Now for this story, which is of course based mostly off the movie anyway, but there are a couple of little elements from the stage production mixed in too.

I hope you enjoy it and thank you so much for your kind reviews.

Peace and love,
Renee.

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The following night, the whole mansion was buzzing with excitement as the staff prepared for the party.

Grace and Oliver hardly had a moment together the whole day, and certainly not a moment alone. By the time Oliver came downstairs from his room, dressed in his tuxedo, Grace was already wearing the new gown he'd insisted on buying for her earlier in the week. Little had she known then that she would be offered an endless supply of riches and treasures by the love of her life by the week's end. It all felt like some glorious fairytale to Grace.

She was directing the waiters and caterers to their stations where they would be serving the hors d'oeuvres when Oliver saw her for the first time in her new dress. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She was breathtaking.

As she noticed him, she dismissed the staff. "That will be all, thank you." She turned and smiled radiantly at her fiance.

"Good evening, Oliver", she said his name so delicately that it made the man feel weak.

"Grace, you look...beautiful", he shook his head in disbelief at his luck and took her hands in his, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

"Why, thank you", she grinned, returning the kiss to his cheek also.

"I see you received my gift this morning", he grinned in return, appraising her necklace and matching bracelet.

"Oh, yes. Pearls Oliver, really", her eyes went wide as she placed a hand over her decolletage as if to protect the precious gems.

"They suit you", he replied suavely and Grace ducked her head, still not used to receiving such affection from him.

"Everything's almost ready. Shall I call Annie down from her room?" She turned to signal Drake.

"Oh no, no. I want you to go and meet the guests, make sure the President and Mrs. Roosevelt are well catered for, and that Annie's friends from the orphanage are being taken care of. I gave Annie special assurance that they would be well looked after this evening.

"Oh, they're having a wonderful time, Sir…", Grace pursed her lips at her mistake. "Oliver."

Oliver chuckled. "You'll get used to it, don't you worry."

Grace smiled shyly at him. He picked up her left hand and brought it to his lips. He glanced down at the new piece of jewelry adorning her finger. "I must say I'm surprised that nobody has noticed this."

"I think everybody's been too busy today", Grace replied with a chuckle.

"I'll see you outside soon?" Oliver asked her, already missing her presence.

She nodded reassuringly, squeezing his hand. "Enjoy your dance, and good luck."

They shared a loving smile as Grace left his side to join the party.

Oliver watched her go with a warm feeling in his heart. For so many years, he had been bewitched by her, his wonderful secretary, never knowing that she too was besotted with him. It was such a marvellous feeling to be able to openly express his adoration for her now.

Of course, he also had another young lady in his life for whom a strong feeling of love had formed. This one had come on a lot quicker and was of course very different from the love he felt for Grace, but it was no less powerful. The billionaire shook his head at himself. He could not believe he was a Father and soon to be husband. His whole life had been changed within a matter of weeks.

He waved up the stairs to Drake who was waiting for his signal to go and fetch Annie.

The butler returned within a minute. "Miss Annie will be along in a moment, Mr. Warbucks."

"Thank you Drake, please join the party."

The butler bowed at his employer with a genuine smile. "Thank you, Sir."

Oliver paced back and forth as he waited for Annie. He was nervous. Not just about the singing and dancing, but about being a Father. He wanted to be the best one he could possibly be, for Annie, and for any other children he might be fortunate enough to welcome in years to come.

He looked up and saw his daughter smiling down at him from the top of the staircase. She bound down the stairs and he held out a corsage to her. She sniffed the floral scent with an overjoyed expression and pinned it to the front of her dress. Oliver offered her his hand and they began their song and dance routine as they descended the marble steps of the mansion.

Once they were outside, the crowd began looking on. Some were too distracted by the circus performers to notice, but neither Oliver nor Annie really cared that much, the performance was just as much a celebration between the two of them than it was for anyone else.

As they high-kicked their way up the courtyard, the crowd started to gather around them. Oliver and Annie shook hands as part of their routine and Oliver noticed his fiance watching them both proudly. As he sang the words along with Annie about not needing anything but each other, he realized that this was not entirely true, and he wanted it to be known to everyone else as well, for there was indeed one other they needed to make their life complete, and she was standing right before them.

He paused in his song with Annie and spun around to meet Grace who was looking at him quizzically. Without explanation, he leaned forward, placing his hand on her elbow and seeing her look of wonderment, captured her smiling lips with his own in a gentle kiss.

He could hear the young girls behind her gasp, the Asp laughing and cheering and soon the rest of the crowd hollering as well.

When Oliver pulled away from Grace, her face was flushed but very pleased. She placed her hand on his waist and laughed lightly. "Well, I guess we've just announced our engagement."

"Engagement?! Leapin' Lizards!" They heard Annie's delighted squeal from behind them.

They both turned to look at the ecstatic child.

"What do you think of that, Annie?" Her Father asked her with a broad smile.

"A new Father and a new Mother, oh boy!" She cried tearfully, running over to him and jumping into his arms. Grace and Oliver both embraced her tightly.

The young girl couldn't resist turning to her Father and saying, "I told you".

Oliver bellowed with laughter, pinching her cheek. "Yes, you did."

She placed her hand on Grace's shoulder. "And I knew you liked him! I could tell", she said excitedly. "You were right, Annie", Grace admitted, hugging her daughter close to her, hardly believing she now had someone to call her daughter.

"I'd better let the two of you finish your routine, you've worked so hard on it", Grace pointed out to them both.

"Can we finish it later? I wanna see the elephant!" Annie exclaimed.

"Certainly", Oliver responded, setting Annie down on her feet again, watching as she raced off with her friends to see the magnificent elephant which Punjab was leading around the yard.

He turned back and met Grace's eyes. "Well now that my dance partner has been distracted, may I have the pleasure of dancing with her Mother?"

A sob escaped Grace's mouth, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Oliver held out his handkerchief to her with a teasing smirk.

She sniffed and rolled her eyes at him before dabbing them with the cloth.

"Oh Oliver, you've made me so happy."

"As you have, for me, for all these years", he told her with sincerity.

She beamed at him as he took her in his arms and began to dance with her around the courtyard. As they danced together, the entire party and all its attendees fell away. The whole world disappeared, leaving only them and their love for each other.

After their romantic dance, Annie skipped over to Oliver again and they finished their routine. Others from the party joined in and when the fireworks began, Grace joined the two of them again, kissing Oliver as she stepped into his arms.

Annie looked up at her parents and thought she had to be the luckiest kid in the world. Grace looked up at her fiance and he turned his head to stare back at her before she rested her head on his shoulder, both feeling more content than they ever had done before.

Later that evening, after the guests had all gone, Oliver and Grace took Annie up to bed to tuck her in.

"And did ya see Miss Hannigan riding the elephant? I thought for sure she was gonna fall, but I'm quite glad she didn't."

Grace and Oliver both chuckled at her excitement before Grace shushed her. "Now dear, I know it's been a terribly exciting night, but it's time for you to rest now."

"Thank you for the party...Mom", Annie murmured sleepily, her eyes shining with emotion at being able to say the moniker to someone she loved so much.

"You're very welcome, dear." She kissed Annie's forehead. "Goodnight."

She stepped back to let Oliver come and say goodnight as well. "Sleep well, child."

Annie smiled conspiratorially as she bent forward to whisper to her Father. "You should kiss her again, Daddy Warbucks. I think she really likes it."

Oliver's eyes widened at the little girl's forwardness, which he was slowly getting used to. "Thank you for the advice", he told her dryly, making Annie grin sheepishly as she wriggled down further under the covers.

Oliver walked Grace down the hallway to her room. "Thank you for this evening Grace. The party was a complete success. A wonderful time had by all. Even Franklin was complimentary."

Grace giggled. "Well I'm very glad to hear that, and It was entirely my pleasure."

As they stopped at her door, Oliver rubbed his face, looking amused.

"Annie told me she thinks I should kiss you again. She says she thinks you enjoy it."

Grace laughed in astonishment at the girl's bravado.

"She may be right", Grace responded brazenly, looking up at Oliver from dark, lidded eyes.

Oliver's face lit up in delight as he closed in on Grace, leaving very little space between her and her bedroom door. "Now I know you said you could kiss me every hour of every day for the rest of my life, but would a request for a third kiss in the same hour be pushing my luck?" The billionaire was toying with her in a way that she'd never known him to do before. It made Grace's blood sing in her veins, made each nerve in her body tingle.

Graced pursed her lips before replying to him flirtatiously. "Why don't you try and see if I object?"

Her back made contact with the door as Oliver came impossibly close. She could feel every part of his solid body as he pressed himself against her, her heart pounding rapidly as he covered her mouth with his own.

She gripped the back of his head as he consumed her, his hands noticeably still on her hips. Grace craved more of him. For many years she had worked hard to tamper him and his fiery temper, but for once she wished he would show a little less restraint.

Pulling away, he whispered playfully to her. "Any objection so far?"

Grace looked both ways down the corridor to check that no one was there before she opened the door behind her and pulled Oliver inside.

He looked at her in surprise as they stumbled into her bedroom. Grace stroked Oliver's ear with her fingertips, creating goosebumps on his skin. Her palm swept down over the plane of his broad neck and she began to undo his tie.

Wordlessly, she leant forward on her tiptoes and pressed her lips softly to his. She kissed him once, and then twice and repeated the tender action over and over again as she loosened his collar.

Oliver's heart was thumping erratically in his chest, his entire body reacting to her. He brought his broad hands up to her hair, carding them through her thick, wavy locks then tentatively lowering them to graze against the warm skin of her neck.

Grace could feel his fingers hovering hesitantly over the top button of her dress. She raised her hands to his face, forcing him to look at her. "Oliver...I'm still not objecting." Her voice was filled with desire and her gaze was steady and sure.

The billionaire swallowed thickly at her confident, seductive words.

She began to unbutton the buttons of his shirt and with new assurance, he followed suit with the ones on her dress.

As the material fell away, leaving Grace in her corset, and Oliver in a singlet, both became aware of how little fabric was left in between them. They separated for a while to let the gravity of the moment sink in.

"Are you sure about this, Grace? We're not yet married." Oliver asked her, though he appeared pained to do so.

"But we're engaged, Oliver", Grace replied assuredly. She bowed her head, suddenly feeling embarrassed about her own forwardness. "Do you not want to?"

"Oh Grace, you have no idea how much I want to", Oliver squeezed his eyes shut, trying to tamper his physical reaction to her as he heard her step back from him. When he opened his eyes again however, he saw her removing her corset.

"Then please, try to stop worrying", she implored him, and Oliver's mouth fell open as her corset dropped to the bedroom floor, exposing her chest to him.

"Oh, Grace", Oliver feasted upon her with his eyes before Grace held out her hand to him and led him to the bed. He sat down on it and took off his singlet while she stepped out of her shoes, then removed her underwear, leaving her practically naked in front of him.

Oliver's mouth went dry. Grace lay down on the bed next to him and pulled him to her, kissing him soundly. She pushed him gently so that he lay back on the bed while she trailed a line of kisses across his broad chest.

"I can't believe I can be with you like this", she sighed in wonder, her hot breath skating along Oliver's bare skin, causing him to writhe at the sensation. Oliver was having a hard enough time just breathing to be able to speak! Instead, he ran his fingers through Grace's hair to convey his own amazement.

She continued to kiss him, her mouth moving lower and lower. Oliver's breath hitched as she reached his waist line. She looked up tentatively at him. "Would you mind if I…", she paused, looking unsure.

"M-mind?" Oliver coughed. "I would love you to…", he gaped, leaving the rest implied.

Grace tucked her fingers inside his belt and unbuckled it, then unbuttoned his trousers. Oliver raised his hips so she could pull them down. There was an obvious tenting in his pants and Grace's heart thumped as she saw it. She would probably never be able to tell him this, but she had fantasized about doing this to him quite a few times over the years, and his reaction to her being exactly like this. As she lowered his underwear, his erection sprung free. He was by no means small and Grace moaned in delight at the sight of him.

Oliver watched as his personal secretary turned finance lowered her light body down onto his legs, positioning her head at his pelvis. She placed a few kisses to his thighs, making him squirm and shudder. She caressed the inside of his leg exploratively, noting how his muscles jumped at her touch. When he groaned loudly, it spurred Grace into action and she reached up to stroke his manhood, shuffling forward to bring him into her mouth.

The sound that fell out of Oliver's mouth was ungodly. As Grace's lips slid up and down his shaft, he became dizzy with pleasure.

Grace was thoroughly enjoying herself. She'd never done this with a man before, but she had heard about how it was done by her friends in college. Despite how happy she was to keep him in her mouth, Grace was also quite anxious to feel him inside of her.

She;d had intercourse only a handful of times in her life, with a serious boyfriend she'd had many years ago. They had broken up not longer after Grace had begun working for Oliver. She remembered the sex with him being painful for a beginning but as she did it more and more, it became more of a pleasurable sensation.

She loved Oliver so much and she was sure she was going to love sex with him too. She was ready to find out just how good it would be.

She withdrew him from her mouth and raised herself up above him. Oliver blinked up at her as she aligned him with her entrance and slid down on to him, letting out a cry of anguish as he filled her completely.

It was sore for a moment as she got used to his size, but as her actions sped up, she could feel herself loosen around him slightly, the feeling intense but no longer painful.

She whined as she sheathed him again and again, her loins feeling as if they were on fire. She grasped Oliver's hips as she rode him and he reached up to cradle hers with his large hands. They moved so perfectly together and Oliver wondered how he could have lived his whole life without doing this. It was ecstasy and she was phenomenal. He could feel the pressure rising up inside of him, ready to burst. Panting, he choked out his lover's name "G-Grace."

"Yes Oliver, yes", she ground down even further on him. She was close too.

With a few more thrusts inside of her, Grace began to tighten around him and he could not hold back any longer. His seed flowed out of him, white and hot, and Grace gripped his hips as she too reached her peak and pulsed around him.

Breathing rapidly, they both waited a couple of minutes before moving. Oliver lay on his side, and pulled Grace down in front of him, cradling her from behind. She was almost moved to tears by how wonderful he made her feel.

"I love you endlessly, Oliver."

She shivered as he pressed his lips to the side of her neck. "And I'll love you forever, my darling."

He held her tightly, nuzzling her hair with his nose, their hands intertwined at her waist, toying with each other.

"How quickly do you think we can have this wedding arranged?" Oliver asked Grace, thinking how much he'd like to do this again and again and again, but not wanting to take Grace's virtue away entirely.

Grace slid her thin fingers through his much thicker ones and smiled lightly. "How's tomorrow?"

Oliver squeezed her tightly. "I'd better have my secretary check my schedule, but I'm going to say that sounds perfect." He joked with her.

They would be husband and wife, she would be his and he would be hers, for the rest of their lives, starting tomorrow. Neither one could wait, but they wouldn't have to wait long.

Tomorrow was, after all, only a day away.